MasukBECCA'S POV
The classroom felt unusually cold after the new teacher's statement. I glanced around and noticed that everyone seemed uncomfortable. His words hung in the air like a warning, and the way he stared at Cole made my skin crawl. Something about this man was off, and I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
"Now, let's conti
SKYE'S POVThe hunger changes in the Margin.Back at Crestfall, it's been a constant low frequency — background noise, manageable, the kind of urgeI can push down and keep down if I stay focused. Here it's different. The Margin has its own pressure, and it presses on everything, and what it presses hardest on is whatever's already trying to break out of its box.I kept walking and kept my hands loose at my sides and didn't look too long at the pulse in Becca's throat.She's moving fast, the way she's been since the moment we entered the treeline, like urgency is the only thing holding her together and she knows it and has decided that's fine. I match her pace without difficulty, which is still strange to me. A week ago, keeping up with anything would have required actual effort. Now the effort is all internal, all pointed inward, all about not being what I'm capable of being."You've gone quiet," she said, not looking at me."I'm always quiet.""You're quieter than usual. Which is ala
BECCA'S POVThe forest had no stars.That was the first wrong thing I noticed. Not the trees with their bark the color of bruised plums, not the way the ground felt slightly too soft underfoot, like walking on the back of something sleeping. It was the sky — a low, woolen dark without a single point of light, pressing down on them like a held breath.I had been in bad places before. Last month she would have said the worst her blue walled room, trapped between my Mom’s boyfriend cheap cologne and her own forced solitude. Now I knew better.The worst was here."Sam!" My voice didn't carry right in this place. The word fell flat, absorbed by the dark between the trees like it had never existed at all. She tried again anyway
SKYE'S POVThe other me smiled like he knew a joke I hadn't figured out yet."So," Human Skye said, circling me the way a predator circles prey. Except he was the prey here. Smaller. Weaker. Breakable. "This is what I became. What you made me.""I didn't make anything." My voice came out wrong. Too rough. The fangs I couldn't retract anymore gave every word a slight lisp. "Becca's mother—""Did what you wanted." He stopped circling. Stood directly in front of me, close enough I could smell him. Blood. Warmth. Life. "Don't pretend you didn't want the power. The speed. The strength to protect her."
BECCA'S POV"What does it mean?" The words came out strangled. "The mark. The baby. My mother—what does it mean?"The Librarian was already turning away, walking back toward her desk like we'd just finished discussing the weather."Wait!" I scrambled to my feet, legs shaking. "You can't just—you have to tell me what I saw. You have to explain—""I don't have to do anything." The Librarian picked up her quill, dipped it in ink that looked too red. "I showed you what happened. What you do with that information is your concern, not mine.""That's not—you said this knowledge would help me close the doors. Save my town. But all you've shown me
BECCA'S POVThe world reformed with a lurch that made my stomach heave.I was back in Augustine's body, but everything was different now. Heavier. The weight pressing down on me wasn't just her consciousness—it was physical. A swollen belly that pulled at my—her—back, made breathing difficult, turned every movement into a great labour..Pregnant. She was pregnant.No, I thought desperately. Not again. I can't do this again—
BECCA'S POV"What does it mean?" The words came out strangled. "The mark. The baby. My mother—what does it mean?"The Librarian was already turning away, walking back toward her desk like we'd just finished discussing the weather."Wait!" I scrambled to my feet, legs shaking. "You can't just—you have to tell me what I saw. You have to explain—""I don't have to do anything." The Librarian picked up her quill, dipped it in ink that looked too red. "I showed you what happened. What you do with that information is your concern, not mine.""That's not—you said this knowledge would help me close the doors. Save my town. But all you've shown me
BECCA'S POVI sped towards Mrs. Wonder's shop at full throttle, throwing both caution and all sense of self-preservation to the wind.By my side sat Cole, his face set like flint and his body oozing spear-tipped focus. He said nothing, but I could tell a thousand thoughts were churning through his m
COLE'S POVBecca and I found Sam in the library, hunched over a chemistry textbook but clearly uniterested in reading it. Her eyes kept darting toward the entrance, and her leg bounced nervously under the table. When she saw u
BECCA'S POVCole led me to an empty classroom at the far end of the building—one that looked like it hadn't been used in years. Dust particles danced in the afternoon sunlight streaming through the grimy windows, and the desks were stac
The next day, Zeoling walked to school bright and early. He emerged on a paved road leading back towards town. He was very careful not to draw attention to himself because it would soon derail his mission. He went towards the town, taking in the changes that had occurred since his last visit to the







